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difference between her own self-induced orgasms and the one Mani had just forced from her nubile body.
                  Weakened from her pleasure, Justine nearly collapsed as the last wave of erotic pleasure receded from her.  Mani easily caught the limp girl in her arms and half-carried, half-drug Justine to the bed.
                  Gently she eased the nude, wet satiated school-teacher to the soft comforter.  Eye’s closed, Justine lay in complete repose, her body more relaxed and satisfied than she could ever recall.
                  She felt the bed jostle as Mani joined her.  Her heightened senses felt the warm flesh as Mani paused over her.  Soft, wet lips tasting of sex touched her own.  Justine , still in the dying throws of orgasm, parted her lips in welcome.
                  Mani kissed her firmly, her tongue slipping inside the virginal girl’s mouth with a searing intensity.  Lowering herself, Mani, having removed her swimsuit, crushed her breasts against Justine ’s, their nipples colliding in tingling passion as she deepened their kiss.
                  Responding tentatively at first, then with growing confidence, Justine 's tongue emerged, delving into Mani’s eager mouth.  It was her first true kiss.  The first time her tongue had ever entered the warm, wet mouth of another.
                  The heady sensations made her dizzy as she felt Mani’s tongue stroke her own; felt Mani’s hands sliding up and down her body as her friend stroked her with long sensuous caresses.
                  Justine ’s arms rose as if of their own volition.  Wrapping around Mani’s shoulders, Justine pulled the woman to her tightly as her mouth greedily devoured her friend’s lips and tongue.
                  It was Mani’s turn to moan as Justine stroked her shoulders and back.  Grinding her hips, Mani rubbed her mound into the swollen wet folds of Justine ’s sensitized pussy.  Mani’s shaved cunny slipping easily in the lubricating juices as her clit slithered across Justine ’s mons.
                  Justine ’s moans joined Mani’s as the pair pleasured each other with their mouths and mounds.  Their breasts squeezed tightly between them pillowed outward as the y forced themselves closer and closer.
                  Justine couldn’t believe it as she felt her sensitive pussy begin to throb again with an impending orgasm.  Forcing her hips upward, she pushed harder against Mani’s bare cunt with urgent thrusts wanting, needing to cum again with a savage desperation.
                  Mani abruptly broke their kiss eliciting a growl of disappointment as she slithered down Justine ’s body, barely pausing in her haste to suckle quickly on each of Justine ’s tits, forcing Justine ’s nipples to grow hard, erect.
                  Justine ’s disappointment faded as Mani slid lower, her mouth trailing along her down covered belly and into the thin, red-gold curls covering her wet pussy.
                  Mani kissed her swollen clit with a sisterly peck, making Justine jump at the sensation.  Before she could respond, Mani lowered her mouth to Justine ’s inner thighs; kissing first up one thigh, then down the other. 
                  Each time she bypassed Justine ’s aching cunny coming closer and closer to the hot button begging for her attention.
                  Justine tried grabbing her friend’s hair and forcing her face into her crotch, but Mani easily avoided her, teasing her over and over as she drew nearer and nearer to Justine ’s cunny.
                  Justine ’s frustration grew as Mani teased her endlessly.  “Please, Mani…lick my cunt…please,” Justine begged to no avail as Mani ignored her.
                  Over and over Mani came with a hair’s breadth of taking Justine ’s